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love knows no gender.

It has always been a hazy idea for me how two guys can fall in love and be in a relationship. I have nothing against gays, I have a lot of friends who are gays, but I really dont have any idea how the guy-guy or even girl-girl relationship thing works. I have a lot of friends who have been into deep and lasting relationships with the same gender; and the media also has its fair share of personalities who can attest to how these kinds of relationships are really possible.

But only tonight, after watching Maalala Mo Kaya for its Aids Awareness Day Episode that it actually dawned on me how it's not about who are in a relationship with whom or what kind of gender is involved. It all, as always, boils down to love. and the MMK story, has so much love involved that it got me really crying and heart broken. how such selfless and unconditional love can exist, without any boundaries, without any bias or prejudice.

It would have been a great great world if people can love whoever they want to love. If they can show to the world who they love and be given the chance to be proud of who they are with. It would have been a happy world when people dont judge other people because of their preference. It would have been a nice world if all these kinds of love exist and is let to exist.

Tonight, i remembered our social science 3 class in college, about gender and sexuality. A class that I enjoyed taking during my third year, and a class where I actually learned a lot. For our culminating project, we were asked to design a shirt about the subject. I submitted two designs, one was the different phases in sex designed as a race track, which was what i actually submitted in the end. and the second design were stick figures of different genders together bound by heart symbolizing relationships with the tagline as: 'Love Knows No Gender".

I only made it then as a requirement, only now did I realize its real meaning.

Love is an amazing gift. It's a blessing that should be shared. everyone deserves love :)

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